Luyện nghe bài hát Little Folks

Little are people too
much like me and you
The little they say and do
They make your day

and common sense
Through the of innocence
a rope or jump a fence
in the way

"Daddy, why are you so
Daddy, why am I so
And daddy, who makes fall
it be the Lord?"

Chasing puppies, trees
Bumping heads and skinnin'
It's not hard to see
That kids are Gods

folks get down and out
The girls cry and boys will pout
Before you know it's about
smiling once again

Colored kites on breeze
Jingle and Christmas trees
Too soon they're memories
Do you when?

"Daddy, what eagles fly?
What clouds float in the sky?
And daddy, if I try
I grow up someday?"

But little folks through our hands
so many grains of sand
We'd best enjoy them we can
So soon they fly